| Song | Night Of The Mules |
| Artist | The Mountain Goats |
| Album | Protein Source Of The Future... Now! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Darnielle | |
| The street lights gave off an yellow glow | |
| On the holly and the mistletoe | |
| You could feel the rain, coming down. | |
| And quiet starlight, hardened the ground. | |
| Till the street shone like a diamond | |
| Look sister, here comes a new genuine disaster. | |
| Clip-clop up the street, | |
| See the rain, feel the sleet, yeah. | |
| The cold air, unpredictable weather, | |
| Ten or twenty of us, huddled together, | |
| Hearing the braying, growing louder | |
| Snowflakes falling fine white powder. | |
| Here come, the new kings | |
| The hooves clack and the metal sings | |
| Clip-clop up the street | |
| See the rain, feel the sleet, yeah |
| zuo ci : Darnielle | |
| The street lights gave off an yellow glow | |
| On the holly and the mistletoe | |
| You could feel the rain, coming down. | |
| And quiet starlight, hardened the ground. | |
| Till the street shone like a diamond | |
| Look sister, here comes a new genuine disaster. | |
| Clipclop up the street, | |
| See the rain, feel the sleet, yeah. | |
| The cold air, unpredictable weather, | |
| Ten or twenty of us, huddled together, | |
| Hearing the braying, growing louder | |
| Snowflakes falling fine white powder. | |
| Here come, the new kings | |
| The hooves clack and the metal sings | |
| Clipclop up the street | |
| See the rain, feel the sleet, yeah |
| zuò cí : Darnielle | |
| The street lights gave off an yellow glow | |
| On the holly and the mistletoe | |
| You could feel the rain, coming down. | |
| And quiet starlight, hardened the ground. | |
| Till the street shone like a diamond | |
| Look sister, here comes a new genuine disaster. | |
| Clipclop up the street, | |
| See the rain, feel the sleet, yeah. | |
| The cold air, unpredictable weather, | |
| Ten or twenty of us, huddled together, | |
| Hearing the braying, growing louder | |
| Snowflakes falling fine white powder. | |
| Here come, the new kings | |
| The hooves clack and the metal sings | |
| Clipclop up the street | |
| See the rain, feel the sleet, yeah |